Dirty Talks

That sweet guy Calum finally took my invite to come to my favorite club. I can already see him standing in line. The poor guy looks so nervous. I wanna talk to him so badly. But I’ll wait ‘till he’s inside.
He finally comes to the front. The guard to has to check his ID.
"Sorry, but you’re not fooling me. Next," the guard says.
Calum sees me standing there and walks away with disapointment. Why wouldn’t the guard let him pass? He’s over 18. I run after Calum to talk to him.
"Hey Calum, wait. Why didn’t he let you in?" I ask him when I reach him.
"Because of my ID. It’s fake."
"Why would you have a fake ID? Only underaged people have one."
He looks a t me and says: “It’s because I’m still 17. Not 18. I’m sorry.”
What? He told me he was 19. But now there’s a 3 year age gap between us. Why would he lie about his age? I already like the kid.
We keep walking until we reach my car. He told me he had to take the bus ‘cause his father couldn’t drive him. So I offered to take him home. Too bad, because I really looked forward to this night. I actually hoped he would try to kiss me.
"So, why didn’t you tell me you are 17?" I ask.
"I don’t know," he says, "I just kind of liked you. And when you told me you’re 20 I didn’t want you to think of me as some dumb kid. So I said I was 19."
I take a hold of his arm and look him in the eye.
"Why would you think I would find you a dumb kid?"
He just shrugs. He looks so sad and small right now. But very manly in a way too. He definitely looked like he was 19. With his arms and tattoos. And those lips. All I wanted to do was show him how I really feel about him.
I leaned in a little and kissed him. Ver softly. He started to kiss me back. His lips are like heaven. I try to pull back to see his face, but Calum pulls me closer and holds me in his arms.
We keep kissing for a couple of minutes when it starts to get steamier. His hold around me gets a little tighter. The kissing gets hungrier. I can feel him starting to stiffin below. He travels down my neck to suck on my sweet spot. This gets me soaking through my panties.
"Maybe we should continue this inside the car," Calum says.
I nod and open the door of my car. I lay the front seat back and push Calum to go inside and lay down on the seat. He lays down and his buldge is on great display. I crawl on top of him and close the door.
He grabs my hips and makes me grind on him. He closes his eyes and groans. He holds my neck by the back and kisses me roughly. This dominance of him is turning me on even more.
"Take off that dress," he tells me.
I take off my blue dress and throws in the back. Meanwhile, he takes of his own shirt and kicks of his shoes. His hands find themselves to my breasts and start massaging them.
He starts the get harder underneath me. I unbutton his pants and slide it down far enough to let his hard member spring free. I take it in my hand starts pumping very slowly.
"Fuck babe, don’t be a tease. Take off those panties," he growls.
I take off my panties. I gently rub myself on him, earning a moan from Calum. His hand starts rubbing my clit, making me even wetter. He looks at me with a hungry look in his eyes.
He takes out his wallet and pulls out a condom. He unpaks it and rolls it on.
He leans in next to my ear and whispers: “Ride me, baby.”
I position myself above him. I sink down and feel him fill me up. After a moment, I start riding him in a very slow pace. His hands are on my hips, his fingers almost digging in my skin.
"You’re making me feel so good, baby girl," Calum whispers.
"You too. Now let me know that you’re the man I need," I moan.
He doesn’t need anything more. He starts thrusting deep inside me. Hitting my spot everytime. The burning feeling inside me is starting to build up. I can tell Calum is close too, ‘cause his grunts are starting to get heavier.
"I-I so cl-close…"
I can’t finish my sentence ‘cause my release washes over me. I can’t help but stiffin around Calum. Suddenly, I feel him twitch inside me and cum too.
I pull him out of me and lay down on his chest again. He has his arms around me like I’m fragile.
"You were amazing. The best I ever had, honestly," I say.
"Thank you. I’m just glad you still like me," he says with a smile.
I smile back and plant a kiss on his chest while he strokes my hair.

"Of course I do. You’re my man. Even if you ain’t 18 yet."

Notes

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